new every morning

Father, forgive for the times we don't fully seek you even though it may seem hard, even though it may take more effort than we want to put forth.
Thank you that you want to take our right hands and you want to guide us, and you want us to be so near that you can lean in and whisper in our ear. Thank you for the snowy wonderland outside, thank you for new breath this morning. Thank you for reminding me that there is much more in life that I don't see or comprehend. For the mornings and times that glisten with snow, that make us gleeful to take our first step out the doorway in the morning and our first intake of fresh, crisp air that dances with joy. Thank you for the beauty you created and the things you gave us to perceive that beauty. Thank you for all our tears that fall into your hand and all of our hearts musings and aches and joys that reach your own heart. Thank you that there is so much more to life than food and clothing, and the things we need. Thank you that you have not left it empty, nor failed to provide. Thank you for the opportunity to live in gratefulness (even though so much of the time we do not). And thank you for this all-encompassing good thing which stretches to depths we cannot comprehend. The thing we search and seek for, the one thing we may always be built up by, always have confidence in, always find our being in, and our joy and capacity to give. The one thing we are born into this world to find: thank you for Your Love.

"what then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Who shall bring any charge against God's elect? Is it God who justifies. Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died-more than that, who was raised-who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? As it is written,
'For your sake we are being killed all
the day long,
we are regarded as sheep to be
slaughtered.'

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. " Rom. 8:31-39

I could have continued this morning with my thanks, because the list did not end..... Only the clock would have run out of time.....and all my pens, their ink. God left a list of Grace that cannot be finished.......because it runs out into all eternity.